“So, what happened to your foot?” This is a common question around these parts, from pretty much everyone who sees my boot.

And, rightly so. I mean, it’s hard to miss.

The story about how I hurt my foot is just ridiculous. (…in that it leans to the BOOOOORING side of things.) You can read back through all the posts, and I’ve eluded to this story but not said it out loud all at once.

Over a month ago, we took out these massive junipers in the backyard. It was QUITE the undertaking. We worked on it all day, for hours and hours, and the next day, we were just BEAT. Our bodies were just sore. Well, that wasn’t out of the ordinary for doing what we did to get those things out. (It involved a couple different types of spades and a fence post leveraged on a rock! Yes, really. We needed a backhoe or a pickup truck and a winch…but our collection of tools in the shed is sadly devoid of those things.)

A week or so went by, and I realized that my foot never stopped aching. In fact, it got worse. I tried ignoring it, but to no avail.